For what God has done for me through the teachings of Christian Science, I shall never be able to give enough thanks. Since the age of four I have attended the Christian Science Sunday School regularly, and now I know that nothing else has been so much worth while. When at home and under the loving guidance of a Christian Science household, I was able to demonstrate the ever-presence of God, who is indeed our only physician, our only healer; and now, when it is necessary to stand alone, I have been enabled to prove that "one with God is a majority."
When I came home from school on the last day of a term, instead of being lively and happy, as was natural, I was unable to control myself longer and burst into tears. My father, seeing that error was trying to manifest itself, helped me as we are taught in Christian Science. The condition, which proved to be a cold, with many complications, seemed to hold me fast for a time. However, as it is said in Genesis, "God created man in his own image;" and I thought that if man has a cough, God also must have one, for man reflects God. This I knew to be absurd; and when the spiritual fact was realized, the difficulty was instantaneously healed. I have since learned that my condition was pronounced by medical authorities to be inherited.
Another proof of the omnipresence of God to help and heal came to me about two years ago, while I was paying a visit to the zoological gardens. I had been feeding some small animals with nuts, and just before coming away I put on my fur gloves and pushed a last nut into the cage of a little coati. It snapped quickly, biting through the finger of my glove, taking away part of my finger slantwise across the nail. In a moment I declared aloud, There are no accidents in divine Mind; then I drew my finger away and removed the glove. All the time the truths so beautifully set forth by Mrs. Eddy in "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures" were filling my consciousness. At the "first aid station," the attendants were alarmed and suggested blood poisoning and the necessity of removing part of the finger to prevent such a condition, but I asked them just to dress the finger in a clean bandage and allow me to go. They did so, but told me I must first promise to report to the matron of the college as soon as I arrived. I did so. The matron wished to send for a doctor, but allowed me to have until the next day to do my work. In the evening, fear tried to tempt me, but I met the arguments of error and resolved them into their native nothingness.
